Rough Cut by Dani Wyatt

I never thought moving to a new town for a fresh start would include a growly woodsman who has me changing my panties several times a day.

His body is cut from the same hard wood that I see pressing out from under his jeans whenever we are close. I’ve never been this interested in a man, but whenever I think of Roan, parts of me tingle I didn’t know I had. One second, his hands are giving me pleasure I couldn’t have imagined then the next, they’ve got me over his knee teaching me lessons you don’t learn in school.

Once he gets me under his roof, there’s no turning back. He shows me just what it’s going to mean to belong to him and belong to him I will. For a moment, I’m in heaven, until the very thing that brought me here to Roan’s world, is the thing that may keep us apart.